So do we all really want to go?I REALLY like the idea of a vacation.And soccer at the Coast is pretty fun.Um, Nat? Don't bring sun dresses. It'll just fly right up. Definition of the Oregon Coast: Oregon does not have beaches. They have Coasts, all of which are extremely windy and cold. The ocean is freezing, but with excellent surf. Lots of seaweed, very poky sand that gets blown all over and ends up in the most unthinkable places. Other than that, its really quite fun. Good for flying kites

I stared at my closet in disbelief. Roxy stared at me with barely-contained amusement. I pulled out a pair of khakis- one of those pairs where the knees had been "artfully distressed" into holes. "These have holes," I declared, holding them up for her to see.

"Yes." She bounced on the edge of my bed.

"And why do they have holes?"

"Because your knees are sexy," she replied, trying to keep a straight face. I rolled my eyes and put the pants on- hopefully everyone else will think I damaged them while hunting. Then I pulled out a club shirt. It was a brilliant shade of orange and yellow- I doubted I had paint this electric. "Where's the off switch?" I asked, examining it front and back.

Roxy was half-lying on the bed now, laughing wholeheartedly. "Seriously, Roxy," I began, putting the shirt back and choosing one less... illuminating. "Whatever happened to 'blending in'?"

"Oh, don't be such a spoilsport, Giovanni," she scolded when she recovered. "Besides, your wardrobe was so moth-eaten you probably contributed in large part to the Silk Road." She stood and twirled me around, appraising me. "You look wonderful."

I could say the same. Even when she wore a plain blue shirt and faded denim jeans. "We can always shop for clothes more to your liking," she added as an afterthought.

Shopping. "Wonderful." I collected the twins, and they wrapped around my forearms. Borvo was unusually upset- berating himself for not protecting me better from Talon's attack. Morrigan dealt with it the only way she knew how- by spitting water at him.

I briefly considered adding my normal chains, but my power wasn't at 100% yet- they would only slow me down. I was as ready as I would ever be. "Let's go."

*looks back at last page*Ahh, I see we were discussing Settings (click my banner, it links to their myspace!).Just to be clear I lay claim to Donny, Alex and Sean (mostly Donny and Alex, though...)They are fantasticalicious, I'm getting lyrics for Impossible and Never Practical on a tattoo on my right side.And "Lost" in some fancy scrawl on my left hip.I may get a black rose with a blood droplet on a thorn on my ankle or shoulder, too.That last one would be with my mutti.She's wanted a rose tat forever.Anywho, I just dyed the underside of myt hair purple, only problem is you can't see it.It blends too well with my real hair color.Turns out I naturally have purple highlights. Who knew?!

(Hey, Familia! I was finally able to get on a computer. The worst thing happened, my blackberry broke...which explains my absence for the past week. Its not going to get fixed until next week so Queenie will not be around.)

(From skimming through posts, I see that we're planning on vacation. In any case, Queenie can be played around with and is otherwise on auto pilot. So if one of you are feeling bored, do with that what you will.)

Scarlett sat on the couch, WAR's head still in her lap."What do you think that robot of yours is doing right now?" He asked."He's probably out hunting." Scarlett answered. She looked around, her eyes scanning for anyone in the room."It seems like no one's here. & I've got a funny feeling..." Scarlett said."What kind of funny feeling?" WAR asked."That .... no... he couldn't possible still be alive could he?" She said to herself.WAR looked up at her, his expression curious.

Gamzee is best troll; Dr.Facilier is best Disney villain, Dimitri is best Cooper gang member. They all are associated with purple. That is awesome.